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CHAPTER 17

          Darius rode the elevator back to the top floor. On one hand, he hoped Alannah had gone to bed, giving both of them a chance to cool off, think first before they did something impulsive. On the other hand, he wanted her awake, standing by the front door while holding out a glass of wine and a seductive expression on her face.

          Dionne hadn’t been happy about being dumped, not even a little. The first ten minutes of their encounter had consisted of him telling her why it wasn’t ever going to work. The next hour had been torture listening to her rant about what a jerk he was.

          If he hadn’t been feeling so guilty about his ever-growing desire for Alannah, he would’ve never allowed Dionne to vent that long. He would’ve coolly gotten to his feet and walked out the door.

     

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